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Past Imperfect – #129

Stephen had the brilliant idea of founding his own town where no discrimination of any kind was allowed, and everyone had free healthcare. Sadly, he didn’t understand the importance of social media in these short-attention-span times, and no trains ever arrived. He found out later that the Republicans got wind of his equality efforts and they had diverted all the trains to TeaPartyopolis, a non-existent destination funded by nameless donors who welcomed the Citizens United ruling but not anyone of color.

Obama: “Well, I’ve got a little bit of time on my hands these days. There’s only so much you can do in Hawaii this time of year, what with all the tourists, so I thought I’d take a walk, see what’s going on. I hear you aren’t happy about what the Republicans have been doing to this country.”

Stephen: “Well, sir, I wouldn’t think you would be happy either, what with Trump trying to destroy everything you accomplished just because he’s a racist who can’t stand that a black man made some progress.”

Obama smiled. “There’s that angle, sure. But it’s more than that. The Republican Party, for at least the last 50 years, has increasingly based its platform on fear-mongering and social difference. My skin color, although a convenient and easy target, is somewhat irrelevant. As long as the Republicans can find someone to demonize they will continue to be relevant, because it’s a sad truth that some Americans are not happy unless they have an enemy that they can hate.”

Stephen: “But this whole mess lately with Trump licking Putin’s soccer balls is an outrage. The Russians are enemies of this country, proven over and over again. Why aren’t the Republicans hating on that?”

Obama smiled again. “Oh, a few of them are, getting in some solid sound bites and almost appearing to be patriots. But sound bites don’t mean a thing when they have actual ways to stop this Orange Express from derailing the country. And they won’t do that unless there is a fundamental change.”

Stephen: “And what would that be?”

Obama: “The results of the 2018 mid-term elections. Because if you are a true patriot, you won’t vote for a party that licks soccer balls.”

Originally published in “Crusty Pie” on 04/07/15. Massively changed for this post. Please excuse the lack of humor with this piece. The image of an American president lustily pursuing a bromance with an enemy dictator burns my soul and isn’t the least bit funny.

Unfortunately, Putin will try to interfere in your election again. Why not? Trump as good as told him to. I’m more convinced than ever that Trump is beholden to Putin and/or Putin’s thug-buddies. But it’s not just that. His control-greed and hunger to join the #metoo dictator club has revealed his utter contempt for anything else outside of himself.

Here’s a thought: every time he opens his mouth, respond with “Putin’s Poodle.” And chant it, and sing it, and put it on signs and billboards and tv ads and #putinspoodle, so that he sees it everywhere and it’s relentless. 😉 Repeated criticism, especially if it’s calm and matter-of-fact, is a narcissist’s worst nightmare. They flee.

You are spot on with both of these paragraphs, especially “his utter contempt for everything outside of himself” and “repeated criticism…is a narcissist’s worst nightmare”. I will be slinging out that “Putin’s Poodle” as often as possible…

I’m embarrassed to admit that I’m from a state that supports soccer ball lickers of all sorts…although most from here are so old that attrition must surely kill them, unless that whole pact with the devil and Dorian Grey is true, then we’re all doomed. Utah is known as one of the reddest states going, which given the current administration’s predilection for that color may or may not be a bad thing. Me? I’m the wrong gender AND have the wrong opinion vis a vis things political to make any difference in any election. And I get discouraged by that fact and tend to forget about mid-election type events (honestly, it may have already come and gone up in here). IF there’s some fuss in November, I’ll be there, casting my bread upon the red waters, secure in the knowledge that it’ll merely become soggy and sink to the depths. I did the same in 2016. Nothing changed, things got worse. *sigh* If orange is the ‘new black’, those of us who see a rainbow are screwed. No kiss.

I do sometimes find it hard to keep up with the news, because I get so frustrated and angry. But on the flip side, much of that frustration and anger is with the folks who refuse to stay informed, and it would by hypocritical of me to become like those very people, so I have to keep plugging along and gritting my teeth…

Yeah, I love it when I crack myself up. Then I get this picture of myself, kind of pathetic, chortling away, trying not to think about how an onlooker would think I looked pathetic. Maybe ready for a visit to the cracker factory.